Harit was in a spectacular mood. He was enjoying a wonderful dinner with a beautiful woman. Nevermind, that she was boring him out of his mind. All was good in life. He had been confused when Soraya had rushed out the room but when he had called her for a date, she had not only said yes but even showed up. She seemed a bit more reserved from last time and had to rush off, claiming her P’San needed her for something or another. Harit smiled to himself, she was probably just shy from what had happened. Their next date would be longer.
He turned his attention back to the woman before him. Khun Lee was startling pretty and incredibly vacuous but it passed the time. As he scanned the restaurant, he was jolted out of reverie at spotting a familiar figure. Soraya laughing and cooing up at some strange man. Before he knew it, Harit was out of his chair and across the room. Who the hell was he? Was she touching him? He would skin that bastard alive!
“Soraya�, barked Harit. Soraya looked up in shock to see a very tense Harit looming above her. His eyes were like laser beams, first firing at her and then trying to burn through her friend.
“Out on a date? Who’s your friend here�, questioned Harit in an ominously polite voice much like a serial killer before the hacking begins.
“This is P’Ken, a cousin on my father’s side. He was in town so we met for lunch�, smiled Soraya back. Harit felt relief flood him. Of course, she wouldn’t be on a date. Harit made brief conversation with Ken before he shamefacedly went back to his table.
Later that week, when Harit spotted Soraya at lunch with another man he didn’t know, he wasn’t worried. He calmly strolled over with his date in hand wondering which cousin this was.
“Actually, we’re on a date, Khun Harit. Sorry to rush off but we have to get to a gallery opening�, smiled Soraya. So he wanted to date casually eh? Two could play that game.
He turned his attention back to the woman before him. Khun Lee was startling pretty and incredibly vacuous but it passed the time. As he scanned the restaurant, he was jolted out of reverie at spotting a familiar figure. Soraya laughing and cooing up at some strange man. Before he knew it, Harit was out of his chair and across the room. Who the hell was he? Was she touching him? He would skin that bastard alive!
“Soraya�, barked Harit. Soraya looked up in shock to see a very tense Harit looming above her. His eyes were like laser beams, first firing at her and then trying to burn through her friend.
“Out on a date? Who’s your friend here�, questioned Harit in an ominously polite voice much like a serial killer before the hacking begins.
“This is P’Ken, a cousin on my father’s side. He was in town so we met for lunch�, smiled Soraya back. Harit felt relief flood him. Of course, she wouldn’t be on a date. Harit made brief conversation with Ken before he shamefacedly went back to his table.
Later that week, when Harit spotted Soraya at lunch with another man he didn’t know, he wasn’t worried. He calmly strolled over with his date in hand wondering which cousin this was.
“Actually, we’re on a date, Khun Harit. Sorry to rush off but we have to get to a gallery opening�, smiled Soraya. So he wanted to date casually eh? Two could play that game.